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Jun 2018
Dead To Love


I am the heartless, empty being;
Incapable of love, incapable of feeling.
Incapable of trust, incapable of healing;
This dead black heart.


Love to me is just a distant memory.
Something I did once, at least that’s what I think;
But to me love was phenomenal,
To her it was just a word.
To me no love is possible,
After falling in love with her.


Only hurt can I now feel.
That is when I can feel anything at all.


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